Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

"music might sound strange and beautiful. You might disembodied,..
boundless, helplessly through space..."

[Jamie
me,
the one you see in dreams
or sinner,
the message is embedded in the
Ugly as they come
Raised from the dirt and
and to be no one

me,
straight up out my tree and out my
In the alley, with a gat looking to bash your wit it
your blood drain outcha skull onto the ground
And ya to my grave where you will never be found

Madrox]
me,
Not giving a fuck
unstoppable and crazy I don't have to
Not Rocky, but I'm to rock your skull
Drink saki, I'm smokin' monkey paw

me,
kids call me Louie
Cause my slugga rides by my on the daily,
It to me
It me who to ride on (ride on)
We are a team and it's life we decide on (C'mon)

You you know me
And my sound (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Monoxide
me
Standin' in a puddle of
Smokin' a fat ass cuttin' it up like WHUT??
Feelin' really lonely, and all my are dead
At that's what the voices in my head
Just

HEY!!

2 Dope]
That's me all up in mug dont get it punched.
Knock Knock (who There?), now ya lips all up.
When I stop my stop too.
Then i peel back out on ya face ya fucka you.

That's Me, crazy, and I'm up and, I got a hostage and the cops
are just me mad.
Negotiations fell through watch it on the news i shot that
fucka right in plain view.
[Shaggy 2
That's me, What bitch? You got somthin to
Why my knuckles got you teeth prints all up in em? (ooo)
I skin em. Why ya so rough?
duct tape on the fingers and I'm back the fuck up.

You think you me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all wannabe (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Anybody
me right behind you, Mad as hell, Nose flarin.
Makin all those strange sounds, in ya starin.
Knockin trash cans, breakin 40 bottles.
from the streets, I'm a ghetto role model.

J]
That's me in a clown wig, a machete.
Pig blood on my to bring the party like confetti.
That's me wicked shit, fuck hardcore
I throw knives in the crowd and em runnin for the door.
[Anybody
That's me, that's right you shoulda a little better.
I be motha fuckas for whatever, whenever.
Spinkle dust from the dead inside ya drink.
sit back and laugh and watch that fat ass head shrink.

J]
That's me, the virgin popper, neck chopper.
Swingin like a helicopter. Murder alotta.
That's me and I'm down for the Lotus.
a kamikaze I hit the vocal booth and blow this (shit the fuck up.... so shut the fuck up.)

You you know me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)